Been There Done That (Leffersbee #1) - Hope Ellis Page 0,124
all I’ve worked so hard to build all this time?”
I found her lips in the darkness. “Here’s the beauty of that. You get to find yourself. Another part of yourself. Your namesake, Zora Neale Hurston, said that research was ‘formalized curiosity.’ She said, ‘It’s poking and prying with a purpose.’ Listening to you, I hear that curiosity. I hear the new questions you’re asking, and I know you can’t help but find new solutions in all the poking and prodding that’s bound to follow. That sounds pretty damn exciting, doesn’t it?”
We were quiet for an interminable moment, absorbing the dense quiet all around us.
“Nick?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m so glad you’re back. Don’t leave again. Okay?”
Damn. This woman. As if I could leave.
“I won’t. This? Us? We’re forever.”
“Promise?”
“I do,” I said, feeling the truth of it resonate down to my very marrow. “I’m so glad you brought me here. I’ve been a lot of places, seen most of the world. But I wouldn’t trade any of it for this moment right here, back in Cooper’s Field, stomach full of your mama’s gumbo. Holding the girl I love.”
Her breath hitched.
“I do love you, you know.”
She sniffled. “I do, too. Still. Even after all this time.”
“Good. Glad we’re on the same page. You know something we need to do?”
Her smooth fingertips glided along my arm, unseen in the darkness. “What’s that?”
“Finally go all the way. Here.”
“Oh, God.”
“You remember coming here before, hiding what we were doing under the blanket all those times?”
She gave a laugh. “Those were the days. Sneaking to kiss and touch each other before someone pulled up or Sheriff James came to run us all out.”
“But we’re grown now, and as your mama would say, this is grown folks’ business.”
She shivered. “Please don’t bring my mother up right now.”
“I’m definitely not thinking about your mama right now. I’m thinking about finally fulfilling my teenage fantasy. You, naked, in the back of a pickup. With nobody around to stop us.”
Her voice was rich with laughter. “I’m not naked.”
“Stay tuned. You’re about to be.”
Her smooth palm slid across my cheek, under my jaw. “Do what you will. Have your way with me. It is your fantasy, after all.”
Her words electrified me, freed me of a fraying leash.
It was all the more exciting in the near darkness.
I ran my nose along her neck, hunted for her scent. Tasted. Grasped the edge of her shirt. She worked with me, our hands, forearms tangling in the dark as I pulled her bra down, tongued her nipple, fumbled with the clasps beneath her.
“Nick.” Her gasp was low and throaty. It made my dick even harder, ran my blood even hotter as I turned her over. I stripped her of her jeans and underwear, then ran my fingers along the sensitive skin of inner thighs. Her legs parted naturally as I settled between them.
“Yes?”
“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this.”
A quick tug and I had her right where I wanted her. Under me. Panting. Ready. My hands coasted up her abdomen and along all that smooth, warm skin. I felt the rise and fall of her frantic, excited breaths.
I smiled and pressed kisses against her hip bones.
Hooked her legs over my shoulders, spread her thighs as far I could.
And tasted her.
I smiled against all that wet, soft flesh. Lapped at it. Buried my face, my nose in her. Inhaled her scent as her hoarse, exultant cry rang out across the open field. Laved at her clit until her thighs closed around my head, muffling her shrieks.
She yanked at my hair.
I didn’t let up. The telltale circling of her hips began and I sent a searching hand up her body until my palm found her breast and the hard point of her nipple.
“Nick . . .”
“Come for me, baby. I don’t want you to have make any more videos about how you can’t come. Not when you’re with me.”
She slapped at my shoulder, laughing, then shuddered as I slipped one, then two fingers into her.
She came in a rush of sound and wetness, gripping me with everything she had. I unbuttoned my pants, shoved them down in a fever to get back to her. To get inside her.
“Now,” she choked out. Her hand caught my dick, gripped, squeezed, while the other slid around to my ass. Prodded me forward.
I’d just slid into the heaven of her tightness, gritting my teeth, fighting not to explode, when a loud voice cut across the field. Blinding white light flooded the truck’s bed. I fell